I Believe...

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ALY

Perhaps I'm misunderstanding

This messed up situation

And maybe I'm overreacting

But maybe

I'm right

Your fucked up mind

Contradicts itself

Over

   And

      Over

Again.

Until I'm too sick to reason

Until I'm too disgusted to listen

Too tired to even try

You say these negative things

About a person you don't even know

And repeat them to a person

Who thinks you're an Angel

Fuck you.

You said Angels don't exist.

I believe you now.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Your no angel; Just a void of nothingness, a no one that decieved me and I believed that cared. Fuck you, Alyson.

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